Rick Riordan
The Battle of the Labyrinth - 04
“You have the same abilities, don’t you?” I asked. “You can see through the Mist.”
My mom sighed. “Not so much now. When I was younger it was easier. But yes, I’ve always
been able to see more than was good for me. It’s one of the things that caught your father’s
attention, when we first met. Just be careful. Promise me you’ll be safe.”
“We’ll try, Ms. Jackson,” Annabeth said. “Keeping your son safe is a big job, though.” She
folded her arms and glared out the kitchen window. I picked at my napkin and tried not to say
anything.
My mom frowned. “What’s going on with you two? Have you been fighting?”
Neither of us said anything.
“I see,” my mom said, and I wondered if she could see through more than just the Mist. It
sounded l